Life in an Internet Cafe

It's my rest day. AND im working!!!! voluntarily of course... first time to go on rest day overtime -- money matters ;-) i had nothing to do at home and since we're understaffed might as well use my God-given kindness so i just decided to come to the office and work instead of just sleep. SIPAG KO NO????


Not really.

Here at work. I'm not really working. HAHAHAHA.

This is work. WE chat with customers. WE browse. WE play music. WE eat (now im binging on this big bag of Holy Kettle Corn). WE CAN sleep here in our stations.

Sounds fun?



Not exactly.

For some people, this sounds so PETIX. BUt not so. Because what we're doing is BAWAL hahahahaha.


Just make sure you won't get caught. But since i belong to the midshift, Americans are sleeping and there are less people here on the floor. Weeeeeee.




I decided to go on overtime for 4 hours only.


It's really like spending 4 hours in an internet cafe. Only difference is that I'm the one being paid.


Buuuuwwwaaahhhahahahahahaha (Satanic laughter)



I intend to go on rest day OTs for the rest of my life.



DISCLAIMER: Don't believe everything that I say.